"Why?" asked Justice Audrey, replacing "Sun." "The Empress of the Pendulum," Alger, didn't answer directly. He continued: "Abraham, Antigonus, Amun, Jacob, Tamar—these five families laid the foundation of the Tudor dynasty, second only to the blood-emperor line." "Among them, the Amun family stands most enigmatic, with the least historical records, as if shaped and concealed by some unseen force." "From the King of the Five Seas, Nastor, we've heard that the Amun family are the渎神 ones—masters of the secret of stealing divine powers!" "Moreover, the Amun family claims descent from the ancient sun god." Derek Berg listened, growing increasingly confused. In his knowledge of mythology, there was no ancient sun god at all! "The eight ancient deities—King Orlmir of the Giants, Angerwid the Dragon of Imagination, King Kvasithuun of the Unusual Races, King Suniasollem of the Elves, Fregral the Destroying Wolf-Mage, Lilith the First Vampire, Greagal the First Phoenix, and Fabt the King of Demons—none of them holds the dominion of the 'Sun'." Deric pondered this thoughtfully. "If we must make a connection, then the deity who creates all and is all-knowing and all-powerful has indeed manifested the power of the 'Sun' realm. Could it be that the Amun family is His descendants?" Seeing that 'Sun' remained silent, the 'Turner' Aljer, brushing his beard, remarked, "The Amun family traces back to a time over a thousand years ago, nearly equivalent to history. I'm curious—why did this gentleman you encountered appear specifically around the Silver City? What is his purpose?" "Yes, indeed. In that world where the Sir 'The Hangman' and Miss 'Justice' reside, why does he appear in our vicinity in the Silver City? Why, after accepting the invitation to visit, does he suddenly depart without fulfilling his promise, causing the entire small squad to lose control—except for that队长? What is he seeking? What is he looking for? If he is truly a descendant of the Lord, perhaps his purpose is the same as mine: to uncover the cause of the great catastrophe of ancient times and to reveal the truth of the curse... 'The Sun' Deric found himself lost in thought for a while before shaking his head and saying, 'Sir 'The Hangman,' I cannot answer your question—this is precisely what I am trying to figure out myself.' Aljero responded with a sense of disappointment. 'Then, keep in close contact with that former captain next door and see if you can uncover any new information.' " "With that," he thought for a moment and then added, "you must be especially careful and cautious—I believe that person is extremely dangerous." "Extremely dangerous? You really think so?" asked "Sun" Deric, somewhat surprised. The senior members of the Six-Body Council agreed! "The Hanged Man" glanced up at the lofty dome, took a silent breath, and said, "Anyone who doesn't think so must be out of their mind." Seeing that "Sun" Deric was still somewhat puzzled, he shook his head and explained, "Of all the members of the exploration team, only he has survived—just that fact alone speaks volumes about his unusual nature." "Having remained conscious and rational in the dungeon designed specifically for those who lose control for forty-two years—this alone highlights his strangeness!" "And then there's the enigmatic Amun—the danger is unmistakable." "These were little insights that Driek had often pondered but never quite connected—now, hearing them unfold, everything suddenly made sense. He spoke sincerely, "I understand." "Thank you, Sir 'The Hangman'!" Audrey, "Justice," listened and observed with genuine interest, finding the "Sun" remarkably simple—almost more so than herself. Seeing that everyone's curiosity had been satisfied, even the usually reserved "World" gentleman had slightly adjusted his posture, and with no further requests from "The Sun," she turned her gaze toward the head of the bronze long table, smiled gently, and said, "Sir 'The Fool,' I'd like to request a private conversation." Again... Caine found himself chuckling. He nodded lightly, "Certainly." He then muted the sensory input of "The Hangman" and the others—not isolating himself from Miss "Justice"—mainly out of concern that the others might grow bored and start chatting freely, thereby revealing the truth that "World" was merely a repeater. After receiving the hint, Audrey smiled warmly and said, "Esteemed Sir Fool, I have three new pages from the Roscelle diary." Following the theft of the "Card of Profanation" by the Fool's companions, rather than hesitating and withdrawing from the Royal Museum, she simply proceeded as if nothing had happened, calmly requesting from her father another opportunity to review the notebook during this week following the exhibition. Audrey believed this would make her appear dignified and transparent—her most effective way of avoiding suspicion. If she consistently appeared uneasy and failed to follow the actions expected of her under normal circumstances, even if the Steam Church had not raised initial questions, later on they would inevitably begin to notice inconsistencies. Based on her own experience, she trusted that the earliest pages of a diary often revealed the most, so she focused primarily on the first three pages. Before the " Fool" could speak, she quickly added, "I understand this isn't something that needs to be discussed separately, but I'd like to keep the 'Magician' lady in the dark for another week or so. That way, should she later learn that you need the Roscel diary, she won't suspect I'm the 'Justice.' " During this week, she had met with Folth and Hugh once, and through natural conversation, gently revealed that her collection of Roscel notes had been accidentally torn and ruined by her dog, Suzie. Normally, she wouldn't need to conceal the fact that the 'Fool' needed the Roscel diary, but using the 'Empath's' ability, she mentally simulated Folth's perspective and imagined how she would think: "What? That's the diary? The Roscel diary—where he recorded his own secrets? Even the 'Fool' values it!" "Ah, I remember Audrey having some. Wait—her diaries were actually crushed by the dog just a few days ago." "Isn't that a coincidence? "To prevent the other person from thinking so, Audrey hoped to conceal the situation for at least another week. As a 'mind-reader,' she could now directly perceive the target's energy field and emotional hues, grasp surface-level thoughts, and even begin to simulate others' thinking processes. From this, she realized that during the process of guiding someone, one should avoid any abrupt, illogical, or irrational actions. Only when every detail was sufficiently gentle and reasonable—so seamless that the target remained completely unaware of being guided or arranged—could one truly be considered an effective 'mind-reader.' 'Gentleness' and 'reasonableness' were the two most crucial words, Audrey concluded in her heart. ——She revisited Roselle's notes once again, precisely to avoid any sense of irrationality. Indeed, as a true 'mind-reader,' she had already recognized that the 'Magician' was one of the two individuals she had recommended. Klein smiled calmly and neutrally: 'What would you like in return for those three pages of diary?' " "He asked a question with real confidence, because after obtaining The Book of Secrets, the biggest gap in his mystical knowledge had been filled, and he now possessed substantial knowledge of the mysteries of the other deities, the sequence-based lore—so much so that he could easily handle the 'Justice' lady with just a casual reference. Not to mention the 'psychiatrist's' formula—he mentally muttered a complaint. Audrey had already anticipated this question, and with a touch of reserve, she said: 'Mr. The Fool, I'd like to ask: why is it said that the 'Card of Desecration' holds the secrets of the deities?' A great question!克莱恩 smiled to himself, and with a quiet, deliberate tone, as if giving her a look that spoke for itself, replied: 'Sequence 0, Black Emperor.' Sequence 0? There's actually a Sequence 0? Is Sequence 0 above Sequence 1? Is this the sequence that represents the deities? Is the Black Emperor a deity? A cascade of questions surged through Audrey's mind. This left her both astonished and delighted, both satisfied and profoundly moved!" Holding back her excitement and palpable enthusiasm, she took a deep breath and manifested the three pages of Roscel's journal. Klein took them in hand and quickly scanned them, confirming they weren't among the ones he had already read: "February 23, 1443. I've been living in this world for over a week now. I need to write something—have to pour out some of these thoughts, or else I feel certain I'll go mad." "Hey, I'm writing in simplified Chinese—no one here will be able to understand it! This world is all letters!" "I am now Roscel Gustav, but I'll never forget my true name." "Huang Tao!" "I still don't know exactly how I ended up here. I've been thinking about it for a long time, and only recently remembered that a few days before my arrival, I had bought a silver plaque with a very mysterious aura. It featured some unusual symbols and patterns—absolutely fascinating." "But once I arrived here, it never showed up again." "It's not my golden touch!" "Um, this is a world reminiscent of ancient Europe, post-Renaissance—cannons and firearms have emerged, but they're still quite rudimentary and primitive." "As for me, Huang Tao, Roscel, Gustav, a devoted fan of network fiction, I've always been passionate about tech-driven crossover stories, and I've learned a lot—delving deeply into the relevant knowledge!" "This is precisely the stage where I can truly shine!" "But here's the catch—I'm absolutely terrible at remembering things! I've almost forgotten everything!" "God sent me across the worlds, yet didn't bestow upon me exceptional memory, a systematic framework, or a two-way portal. How am I supposed to make it through?" "Alright, then—let's start with the small details. Once I've accumulated some capital, I'll hire a whole team of craftsmen, inventors, and scientists to assist me. I'll just provide the vision and ideas!" "It's been a long time since I've felt such genuine excitement about the future." "Still, I miss my father and mother a bit..." "And the entertainment here is so monotonous—the maids are all rather plain, smelling strongly of rural countryside, making my vision of elegant maidens reading by candlelight completely fall apart." "I haven't finished catching up on my 500 obsolete projects from Lingao yet, there are still so many TikTok girls waiting to be watched, and my vegetable farming and 'Call of Duty' games are eagerly awaiting my attention. All this makes me feel a bit melancholy." Klein read on, nearly frowning. He had originally assumed, based on references like 'Admiral of the Seas' and 'The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse,' that Rosel had arrived a few to five years before him. But now he realized the gap between their arrivals was no more than a year! Yet, why did their cultural timelines differ by nearly two centuries here?